1. Something In The Woods


    Date: 6/24/2016, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Monster, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

    contents onto the floor, milk spilling everywhere. One night he was behind her in the shower, doing the same, and she accidently pushed the shower door open, causing them to fall out on to the bathroom floor – Rich continuously thrusting away at her, pushing her across the floor, gritting his teeth as he worked. They broke the back porch swing. Rich tackled her onto it from behind, inserting his cock, pounding away until the chains broke and the wooden swing collapsed. They broke part of the railing of the same back porch one night in June. Sally was bent over the rail with Rich behind her on his tippy toes, slamming away into her, causing it to break away from the column it was attached to. The house filled with grunts and moans one afternoon in July. Sally pulled Rich to the floor, causing the back door to break. They rolled around on the porch, down the steps and into the yard, their screams of pleasure echoing off the woods nearby. Sally was insatiable. Rich was a machine. He had never been able to go this long with a human female. She would cream all over his cock and he would inject her with semen. He loved her taste, gathering up her creamy vaginal fluids with his index finger and licking it before plunging into her once more. One evening the moon was bright, Rich was covered in sweat, and Sally was on all fours outside in the back yard. Rich was gripping her shoulders, cumming hard once again. Sally rolled over onto her back, Rich fell on top of her, his cum ...
    spurting cock, finding its home again as he mindlessly thrust into her, in a trance-like state. “I, I, love you,” he said in between thrusts, out of breath. Rich was nearing exhaustion. His was numb. He collapsed onto Sally, resting his head on her shoulder, grabbing a tit, gently sucking it when they heard it. It was far in the distance, but it was an unmistakable sound of a gunshot coming from the woods behind them. Rich released her dark tan nipple and listened again. They heard another shot in the national forest that bordered his land. Rich pulled himself up to stand, Sally crouching next to him, her arms wrapped around his leg, looking and listening. They heard a third shot followed by something else. A sound Rich hadn’t heard in a long time. The closest thing to it was the night time howl Sally had bellowed from his back porch that night in May when she was calling out to a potential mate – nearly three months ago. This howl was different, it sounded not like a search call, but a howl of agony. Something had been shot and was calling out for help. Sally glanced up to Rich with fear on her face. He led her inside, closed and locked the fixed back door and took her to the shower, bathing her, holding her in the enveloping steam. The next day Sally was restless again. Not in the same way as the spring, but nervous, scared. She looked out the back window from her crouching position once more as if she were hoping to see something. Rich put on some clothes and led her outside for ...
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